Fifth floor common room - Late morning

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It was almost nearing noon when Faramir returned from that morning's ride. He'd ridden far, had even crossed to the mainland so when he return, his stomach was growling. Which meant that the common room was his first stop. He'd change out of his ranger drab later. A quick survey of the fridge had him pulling up eggs and bacon which would be plenty for a hearty meal.

He'd turned on the radio to one of the classical music channels and Faramir was humming along as he finished up his omelet and boiled some water to make tea.

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2nd Floor Common Room [Sunday, Evening]

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After a good long lie-in, of the kind Kate never usually had, she'd called it a day off and made pie. Apple pie. It was a little known fact, that she left little known. Baking just didn't work for her badass image in the way that hitting things and glaring at people did.

But, spending her afternoon on that meant that this evening, she got to stretch out on the couch and eat pie. It was worth showing some domesticity.

Yes, she could have just pulled some bread out of the cupboards or microwaved something wrapped in plastic, but after a lifetime without processed food, she still found it... well, kind of disgusting. There were some things that were just better for being made from scratch.

It looked terrible, but tasted damn good, and went well enough with checking out what passed for entertainment. So far, still convinced the answer was 'nothing good'. The answer might change if she ever found anything that wasn't reality TV or a trashy talk show.

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